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Stains.I lost myself. Its a weird feeling. Like I might break into little water droplets and stain the floor. It would be pretty. Prettier than I am now. It must be exciting being dead. I think I think about death too much. Like when I try to sleep, I think about when I get older; And I just fall off the face of the Earth. Everything goes black; And I start all over again. I realy hope that doesn't happen. I would much rather just die and rot. It'd be comforting listening to the grubs devour my body. I wonder if it hurts to die, or if everything just goes all limp and blurry.Stains.


Las Vegas HeroineIt was a little after midnight when I left the casino's bar. I wouldn't say I was an alcoholic, but I would say I love some good beer. That night I didn't drink too much, so I was barley even buzzed. I walked down the street to the parking lot when I saw Jeff. He was sitting on the curb trembling, and crying softly. I ran up to him immediately. "What's wrong," I said a little franticly, as I put my hand on his shoulder. It was surprising that no one noticed him; there must have been thousands of cars passing. They probably noticed, but disregarded this broken body. "Jeff, whats wrong?" He could barely speak throuLas Vegas Heroine

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